We left Salobrena and
motored west along the coast on the N340 past Malaga, and on towards Marbella.
The further west we travelled, the more built up it becomes, and more traffic.
As we passed under the Marbella bridge we knew we were almost there. Just past
the Benahavis turn off, we headed off the main road and onto a dirt track, which
leads to the Cotijo de los Cabballos. Having parked the car at the front
entrance, we called Peggy on the intercom, and she came to greet us.
We entered into another world, palm trees, lots of exotic plants and a pool like
you probably would never have seen the like before.

Lots
of sun loungers on the lawn round the pool

And
the pool bar

But
the best of all, is that no children are allowed at the cortijo. The temptation
is to lounge around the pool for days, especially as it was very warm.

The
old stables have been converted into places to stay, orders could be left with
Peggy for fresh bread to be left by the baker, and they was an honesty bar and
fridge with food, that you could help yourself to, just write down what you had
taken. Shops were about one kilometer away, and there were plenty of places to
investigate nearby.

A
farmhouse encircled by wild flowers on the road from Manilva to Casares.

Down
on the beach lots of pesatas had been spent on a new seafront, they were still
planting some of the palm trees, that came in by the truckload.

Typical
holiday maker (me)

And
Lyn, no not just about to be trampled by the elephant (it is a shower).

We
thoroughly enjoyed our stay at Cortijo de los Cabballos, it was soon time to
return home to England, but with the thought that our summer was just starting.